The bright red muscles, snow-white fat, four fresh lamb legs were worn on the steel forks, the flames were burning under the grill, and the dry firewood and charcoal burst in the flames, making crackling and crisp sounds. Under the high temperature, the bright red meat turned slightly yellow, and the snow-white fat turned into clear oil, dripping along the lamb legs into the flames. Under the stimulation of the oil, the scorching flames cheered and danced wildly, licking the yellow muscles. In the hissing sound, the fat turned into mist, and the rich meat fragrance spread all over the world with the mist of the oil.

The thick honey, mixed sauce, brushed layer by layer on the meat, brushed the sauce on the surface, and along the texture of the muscles with high temperature, threads penetrated into the inside of the muscles, and the steamed water was locked in the meat by thick honey juice, and penetrated inward with the sauce honey, making the meat softer and smoother.

A big pot was placed on another fire. After more than two hours of boiling, the rolling soup had turned milky white. Thumbs of gray-brown meat were mixed with red cone pieces and floating. Even the white fat covered on the surface looked crystal clear and cute. Put it out and poke it gently with a fork. The fine muscle fibers obediently separated the surroundings. Without any effort, the blunt round fork had already penetrated into the meat.

Large banana leaves are green and dripping, and the red fire cotton fruits are still hanging with crystal water droplets. The pink silk sand fruits are soft and smooth, the goose yellow lantern grass is crisp and refreshing, and the roasted golden lamb legs are placed on various fruits and vegetables, bright and dark, colorful, and from vision to smell, they all exudes an unparalleled temptation.

Of course there is also a sense of taste.

A piece of hot lamb leg was torn out, and steaming steam came out from the torn broken mouth. The smell of sauce and spices mixed in the hot air came to the face. The unstoppable saliva had moistened the mouth. It was stuffed into the mouth suddenly, and the meat was soft and tender but chewy. The sweetness of honey and the salty aroma of the sauce had already penetrated into the texture of every muscle. As the chewing was spreading in the mouth, it conquered every taste bud. Chewing carefully, swallowing in a big mouth, and as the throat undulates, the heat flow slid from the mouth to the abdomen, and a sense of happiness and satisfaction arises naturally.

No, that's not enough. Let's take another piece of stewed lamb just out of the white soup. It's soft and rotten. The teeth are easily cut off the muscles. The delicious soup and the tenderness of the stew are intertwined. You have me, and I have you. There are also dark red ground cone fruits. Lamb and ground cone fruit are simply the best partners. With lamb, ground cone fruit is no longer a tuber of plants, but a treasure of food. A miracle of cooking. The taste of lamb penetrates deep into the ground cone fruit. It is the same delicious and delicious. It is impossible to tell which piece is mutton and which piece is vegetables.

Bang, a thick dish of dough was smacked on the table. The toast cake had just been out of the pan. The surface was browned and crispy. The creaking sound was endless when bitten, but the inside was white and soft, as delicate as butter. The slightly burnt dough fragrance was swept through the mouth. The tongue that had just been ravaged by the lamb finally got a breather, cheered up again, ready to face the next round of challenges.

The hot food makes your forehead covered with sweat beads, and even your throat is eager for the moisturizing of moisture. Don’t worry, a bucket of iced thorny juice that is still cold is allowed to enjoy. Take a slight taste, sour and sweet, and it’s heart-warming. It’s irresistible. Before you can react, a glass of juice has been poured into your stomach. Not only does it feel like bloating, but your appetite is wide open, and you can guarantee that you can have a few more rounds.

The inner courtyard of the Dark Moon Temple was surprisingly quiet tonight. More than a dozen people gathered together, but no one spoke. All the people came from the crowd were the sound of collision of tableware, the sound of chewing hard, the sound of happy swallowing, and the sound of unwillingness to whimper after the stomach was full.

"Aooo, I still want to eat." As the Archbishop of Dark Moon, Lisa certainly prioritized everything in the temple, even when breaking the silence was no exception. The great Lord Lisa sat in a chair without any image, rubbing her swelling stomach, and muttered in distress, "Brother, do we have any magical skills in our church? Can I help me get rid of food as soon as possible, so that I can eat more."

Swish, led by Talinna and Meria, several sharp swords stabbed Shure's face. Bastard, look, is this what the archbishop of a church should say? What did you do to Lord Lisa? Turn such a pious little girl into what she is now.

Unfortunately, the culprit did not have the awareness of making a big mistake at all. Instead, he happily sang a round cotton fruit and put it into his mouth, savoring the sour and sweet flesh, and patting Lisa's head with a smile to show her appreciation.

Also unconscious was Lord Lisa herself. At this time, she had no time to think about these things. Instead, she widened her eyes and glared at Moria lying beside her, and protested angrily: "What stupid thing are you doing, you fool deer."

Moria did not do anything stupid, but imitated Lisa, holding her belly and gently stroked her lower abdomen, her movements were almost exactly the same. Well, her expression was a little different. While she stroked her, she looked down seriously at her lower abdomen, her eyes full of pity, just like a mother staring at the child in her belly affectionately.

"Hey? What's wrong?" In Lisa's protest, Moria raised her head stupidly, and the innocent look on her face was as real as it was. "This is just a way for wild animals to eat. Yoyo, I'm just a deer, Yoyo, I don't know anything."

"Don't try to get through." Lisa thrust her teeth and claws at Lin Jing, "I'm not full yet, I want to eat you, tender deer steak, whine."

"Hmph, it's so embarrassing." Someone finally couldn't stand this stupid digestive activity and sneered disdainfully, "With this kind of demeanor, I deserve the identity of the Lord of the Sect? I really embarrass Lord Luna."

"At the banquet inside our Dark Moon Temple, you, a guy who is shining with silver light and is coming to cheat and drink, dares to laugh at me?" Lisa's attention immediately turned from Moria to her mortal enemy, and deliberately made her look shook her eyes. "And, you wipe the oil on your face first. The idiot who eats oily face is not qualified to say to me."

"Hmph, idiot." Angela showed a arrogant and disdainful expression, and quickly wiped away the oil on her face. Then she said with a pout, "Cheap and drink? Stupid. If my Lord hadn't said that the greedy guy might be a little wrong, I wouldn't come. Who would have cared about whether he was in any trouble?"

"Yes, brother." Lisa was too lazy to argue with Angela this time, and looked at Shuer with some concern. "When you came back just now, you suddenly had such a big reaction and said that you had made a big mistake. What can we do?"
Chapter completed!